The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1887-01-06

cu OcTOSs HIs Iilnd, the crimson ntlShed
to his temples. and sinking on hi
knees, he laid his head down beside
the magic goblet, and burst into Il
passion of tears.
Those who called ut the rooms Df
the artist during the next week found
them closely shut. At last it was rm-
mored about that he had suddenly
sailed for England, and few day.
more proved the rumor to be true.
A year passed by, and ut the annual
exhibition Of the Academy painters a
picture made its appearance which
took the world Of fashion completely
by storm. Every paper noticed ii:
every person spoke Of it: and so nu-
merons and SO approving were the
comments that pretty Pauline Danforth
who. in general, cared nothing what
ever about pictures Of any kind. asked
her brother James to take her to the
gallery to see this wonder on i certain
day.
James, like kind brother. con-
scnted, but with an odd twinkle in his
eye. which Pauline could not quite un-
derstand. When that evenings train
from Boston brought Mr.. Warburton
and his adopted daughter, May, for
visit OF some weeks. James. eyes seemed
to twinkle more brightly than ever;
and Of his own accord, he invited Miss
May to join their party on the follow
ing day.
May accepted the invitation with
suppressed sigh. Hearing which, James
smiled 50 broadly that Pauline hunted
him speedily into corner. and de-
manded share of his secret, whatever
might be.
But James proved obdnrate. She
would know all, he said. ut the gallery.
where the name or the successful artist
was to be proclaimed on the following
day.
Pauline reflected moment.
"Oh!' she exclaimed; and her ewes
began to dance in their turn.
But not one word said the little trait
rcsS to her friend May Only she took
care that their visit to the gallery should
be paid at a very early hour. before the
fashionable world had scarcely risen
from their beds.
Early as it was, however, one gentle
man stood before the famous picture.
gazing intently at the beautiful golden
haired guardian angel. who, with white
waving wings. bent forward over the
shoulder of dark-browed man. walk
ing heedlessly on 4 howcr-strcwn de-
scent. toward fearful gulf. and drew
from his unwilling hand golden cup
overflowing with wine.
Pauline gave one swift glance mt the
angel in the picture and ut the solitary
gazer. Then she touched her brother's
arm, and while May was snnsuspectingly
forward, the two vanished into IN inner
room. where portrait gallery had been
recently improvised.
Hearing the light step behind him
the artist turned away. with Il Grim
sOning brow, from the contemplation
Of his own picture.
But with his first glance at the face
Of the newcomer, he paused.
May, nnheeding him in her haste to
see the picture. lifted her ewes to the
canvas. She stood rooted to the spot
in her amazement, her heart throbbing.
her color rising, and at last her blue
eyes filling with tears.
'sOh, Pauline!' she exclaimed. in an
agitated tone. lit must be his picture.
No one else could have painted it. He
is saved!'
''Yes. thanks to you sweet angel
under God, he is saved..'' replied
deep voice.
She turned and met the dark eyes Of
the artist gazing at her in worship.
"May-my little May-will you take
the life you rescued?" he asked.
With noble courage she laid her
hand in his. And now no home is hap
| pier than that of the famous painter.
where his sweet ..Guardian Angel
smiles upon his walls. and dwells en-
shrined within his loving heart.